Yeah
Uh
Yeah, yeah
Uh (who the hell is Carlo?)
Yeah
This is Sada and this Scuba Boat, they call us the goat
Sippin’ Tris this my last resort, just like Papa Roach
Chanel jacket for my bitch, on the side Chanel brooch
I ain’t gon lie rather get to walkin’
Before I fly in coach (yeah)
Niggas tie in demons when this shit start gettin’ slow
Woke up started leanin’, I can’t even feel my toes
My lil’ brother steady fiendin’, I’m just happy it ain’t coke (damn)
If it was I’ll prolly punch him in his nose
Man, I can not believe what these niggas be doin’ for hoes
First nigga I called and hit the D was Scuba Steve
I love my bitch pussy cause it’s tighter than Iverson sleeve
Bitch get on my nerves, give me a headache, give me some Aleve
Fuck that, thank God my opps got some money (finally)
I was tired of beefin’ with them niggas, they was not on nothin’
Ayy, niggas ain’t never gon’ be on shit
Had the ski mask on the keyboard, act like I’m gettin’
Had the ski mask on yo lil’ hoe, everytime I went
Had the ski mask on your ah
Rack ’em up every time I pull up, yeah
My godson grown as hell, don’t wear no Pull-Ups, yeah
Ride around with a DT and watch you shoot your hood up, yeah
The only reason I know you over there cause y’all don’t do nothin’, yeah
Y’all don’t never leave, huh, niggas don’t never eat
I go through there eatin’, AK your Pooh Bear, yeah
I get extra cheese, whippin’ up all that Medellin
She gon’ have sex with me, every time you let her leave
Put the purse up on em, show ’em how that weather be, yeah
It be extra heat, nigga better not mess with me, yeah
Only be with gang, don’t like nobody where I’m from
Ain’t got no friends in my bity, bitch quit actin’ dumb
Be with my brothers not no others, I ain’t got no love
We do numbers every summer, that’s why we got guns
I still make a ton, serve that rocky cold, Tum-Tum
I can’t hit the trap unless I’m bout to get a lump sum
Brazilian bitch gon’ eat the dick like fresh water, huh
I’ma pop a Perc so she can get the best Sada, huh
Freaky bitch gon’ eat the dick like cassava, huh
Look her in her eye, like bitch don’t call me Casada
Swing that bitch like Oosthuizen, if you playin’ with my guala
Pull up in some Prada, smoke a nigga like some grabba
La Cucaracha on your momma, I could salsa ’bout them dollas
Shoot a nigga if he holla, give a fuck about no problems
When Lil Yachty pulled up in Detroit, they asked me where the choppa was
You know I would give it to him if he ain’t have no drums
Ain’t nobody solidare, bitch we solitaires
I’m in Detroit, on my face is some Cartiers
Makin’ M’s writin’ for these bitches, like I’m Tyler Perry
Praying to my Jesus piece, like I’m Bloody Mary
I uh, uh, uh, my way in her pussy
These niggas too sensitive ’round me, I think these niggas pussy
I rolled up on a nigga bitch like my name was Tootsie
I could blow you up, but I need a chunk just like a chocolate cookie
I really am that nigga
Yeah, I really pull up seven figures
That’s one call and they flip niggas
It’s us, gotta flex everyday, I’on wanna rust
Big shit, sit up in my garage collectin’ dust
Respect for being on my jewelry, if I must say
You ain’t suckin’ dick, so you better go catch that bus babe
My earrings could protect the whole ice age
Pussy
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